The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 813

Chapter 813

Arabella rolled her eyes internally, not for the first time that day.

At that moment, the director received a call and knew that Clark had finally breached the outermost firewall.

Arabella was speechless.

Without a moment's hesitation, she hopped into her car and sped off.

"Alex, don't forget the business card." the director reminded as she left.

Half an hour later.

The man was utterly humiliated, he had not expected the young girl's firewall to be that formidable. It took him half an hour just to breach a single layer.

Now, hundreds of people were laughing at him.

The director leisurely sipped his coffee, "Now you know there's always someone better, right?"

"Give me her contact information."

"I'm telling you, don't be rash." The director hastily put down his coffee, whispering, "She's a talent that I have my eye on. You must not harm her no matter what!"

"I just want to get to know her."

The director breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll ask her for you, I don't have her contact info either."

The man gave him a disdainful look, "Once you get it, send it to me."

Arabella returned to the church first, then drove back to Reflections Villa, by then it was completely dark.

She called Romeo to tell him she was safe, then noticed the staff was busier than usual, which piqued her curiosity.

“Is someone coming?"

Edith smiled and said, "Ms. Bella, it's your brother. He's coming home for dinner."

No way!

"Boss, I heard that when Clark was 11, he hacked into the data system of a country and rifled through their entire nuclear research data. It was a huge scandal for them, but they didn't dare to report it."

Her subordinate continued, "If Clark sold this data to any country, he could earn at least 10 million dollars. But guess what? He gave it to his own country for free. Also, in his spare time, he has used his skills to help the police track down several batches of spies. He even infiltrated the intelligence systems of enemy countries and erased all the information they had about our country.

Upon hearing this, Arabella found him to be quite patriotic.

"So, Boss, are you sure you won't give him your contact info? You might need to collaborate with him in the future."

"This won't happen." Arabella was sure she would never have to deal with such a person again. "I have something to do, gotta go."

“Boss, I haven't finished yet, Boss?"

Oh well, the contact info was a minor issue, but he needed money for his research project which was a major drain. Money was running out.

The boss just hung up too quickly.